Fetty Wap - Trap Queen (2014)

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Fetty Wap - Trap Queen lyrics

Remy Boyz, Yeaahhhh
Im like hey, wassup, hello
Seen yo pretty ass soon as you came in that door
I just wanna chill, got a sack for us to roll
Married to the money, introduced her to my stove
Showed her how to whip it now she remix's furlough
She my trap queen let her in the bando
We be counting up watch how far them bands go
We just selling dope, talking matching lambos
Got 50 60 grams prob 100 grams though
Man I swear I love her how she work that damn pole
Hit the strip club we be letting them bands go
Everybody hating we just call them fans though
In love with the money I ain't never letting go
(chorus x2)
And I get high with my baby
I just left the mall im getting fly with my baby, yeaaahhh
And I get right with my baby
I be in the kitchen cooking pots with my baby, yeeaahhh
(Repeat hook)
(Verse 2- Fetty Wap)
I be smoking dope and you know backwards what I roll
Remy Boy, Fetty eating shit up that's fasho
Run up in yo house, then I fuck yo ho
Cause remy boyz are nuttin re-re-remy boyz are nuttin
(Repeat Chorus)
(Repeat Hook and verse 2)